Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Tommy again spent the night on the sofa and only jumped up on the bed to wake me after 6:00. She did scratch on the wall near the television to wake me. I’m not sure what’s on that wall, but she’s going to catch it some day! Once the heat came on I got up and gave her breakfast.
While she ate I went in to the study to print the daily puzzles and do the postings. Tommy came in and joined me for a short time. She played with the shadows and then just sat above the keyboard since there was room between it and the screen. Usually she has enough room to squeeze in between me and the keyboard and push my hands away while I’m trying to type.
Today she just sat above me and watched me type until I moved the keyboard a little. She saw an opening and came between me and the keyboard. I love the way she purrs when she’s up on the desk. It doesn’t matter if we’re playing or cuddling or she’s just watching me type. When she saw that I was going to finish, she jumped down to the chair. She rubbed her face against the cardboard tunnel and then began her morning grooming.
While I did the puzzles, Tommy took her morning nap on her rug in the bedroom. After I went in and made the bed, Tommy took that as I sign that I was ready to play. When I went to the kitchen to get more coffee while making a DVD from the DVR, Tommy came and let me know that it was time to go in the study. Fortunately I was making a DVD of a basketball game and could listen for a buzzer when I needed to pause the recording. That way Tommy was able to get her P & P (playing & petting) time, with some of the other P (purring) on the side.
After a morning of fun and play, Tommy was wiped out and spent the early part of the afternoon sound asleep on the sofa. I used this time to catch up on some work on the computer since I wouldn’t be interrupted or “assisted.” Wouldn’t you know it, the minute I start transcribing on the computer, Tommy comes to join me. I tried to continue dictating into the computer and somehow it works. After Tommy had enough play and petting, she went back to finish her afternoon nap on the bed.
Later in the afternoon I had to run to the mall to pick up the last part of a present for a friend that I needed for tomorrow. Tommy hardly missed me; she was too busy finishing her nap. I got back and she decided to come out and see what I was doing.  She ate some grass and her hairball treats and then it was back to the desk. We stayed there until it was time for dinner.
After dinner I had one more recipe to complete. The dough would rest overnight and in the morning, I’d bake it and take it to my friend.  Tommy expected that we would continue playing and pouted at the end of her cardboard box tunnel until I came back to type and play. At times she wants to play with the shadows, and other times she likes to sit next to me and watch me type. When she’s had enough, she just gets in between my arms and pushes my hands away from the keyboard to let me know that it’s time for a break. 
She smelled something on the back of my hand and licked it. After a taste she wouldn’t go near my left hand. I smelled it and could tell that there was a faint odor of brown sugar. I had washed my hands several times, but I guess sometimes the scent lingers. At least now I know that she doesn’t like sweet things.
While I rolled, cut, and placed the breakfast buns in the pan and put the pan in the refrigerator for the morning, Tommy sat and brooded. Once I finished I heard about how upset she was, but she got over it quickly when we went back into the study for more play time on the desk.
As it neared time for bed, we transitioned to the living room. Tommy originally stayed on the desk even with the lights out, but she finally came out and we played with the fleece teaser for a while. I was getting really tired, so we moved playing into the bedroom. Tommy watched as I got ready and went to bed. She hung around long enough after lights out to eat her treat before moving back to the living room for more play time and possible another night on the sofa.

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